Noona's Naughty Tease and the Ballgame Date
Lee Jieun rose from her seat with that lewd smile of hers, grabbing the hem of her shirt like she was about to strip right then and there. "Hee hee hee, shall we move on to the main event?"
Just as she started to pull off her baggy boxy tee, Taeyang blinked at her with a dumb look on his face, frozen in place. "Main event?"
"Huh?"
"No. That's it. We're done."
Jieun blinked back at him, even more flustered than before. The mood had heated up this much—how could he spout such nonsense? She yelled in utter disbelief. "What do you mean? Dessert was just the appetizer! Time for the main course!"
She formed a circle with her thumb and index finger, then repeatedly slid another finger in and out of it. The wet, obscene schlick-schlick echoed lewdly as her fingers met her palm.
According to Taeyang, they'd had some mind-blowing sex the night before, but with her memory a total blank, it meant nothing to her. "Gotta get that frog outta here. Strip already!"
"Aigoo, Noona..."
Taeyang shook his head and pulled his phone from his pocket. "You've graduated, so no school for you, but..." He held up the date right in front of her nose. "It's a weekday. Not vacation. I've gotta eat lunch at school. First period's already shot 'cause of you."
"Oh... ah..."
Finally catching on, Jieun let out a dumb noise. "Euuuk..." She slumped with a weird groan, squatting on the floor and begging in a voice thick with moisture. "Can't you skip school today and play with Noona...?"
Taeyang, pants already pulled up, chuckled and stroked her head. She melted into it instantly, purring like a cat as if her gloom had never happened, rubbing against his hand.
"You'll probably get grilled by your mom for a few hours anyway. By the time I'm done with classes, it'll line up. And if I skip just to fool around with you and get caught later? I'd be dead meat for real."
"......Yeah, guess so."
Not guess so—it was 100% certain. Jieun let out a massive sigh and stood up. No choice but to settle for this much. She pulled Taeyang into another hug, swaying side to side. "Fine, whatever. But you owe me big time today—like we haven't seen each other for two months. Not love, exactly... more like, fuck me senseless?"
Even Taeyang had to sweat at her blunt word choice sometimes. "Got it. Got it. Just don't pass out on me."
*
Taeyang arrived at school late for third period and immediately pulled Ahyeon onto his lap to explain. "That's why I'm hanging with Jieun Noona today."
"W-Wait... what about the soccer bet with the class next door?"
"Gonna have to miss it. I'll cheer in spirit."
"Aaaargh!"
Ahyeon clutched her head and let out a short scream. After her embarrassing antics yesterday, she'd sworn to shine as striker in the class match today. This was a disaster. She vented her injustice. "Why's that sister crashing our fun all the way from college?!"
She'd worked hard to get into a good uni—shouldn't she play with other college kids?!
"'Cause Jieun Noona's mine, just like you."
Taeyang replied casually, his hand stroking Ahyeon's thigh—specifically the sensitive inner muscles no one else should touch, kneading firmly.
"Ngh... haaht... hng...♥"
Her fiery rage from moments ago was snuffed out by his touch. Much calmer now, she asked tentatively. "Um... can I come too...?"
"You know you can't."
Normally she'd shrug it off with a whatever, but not today. Beyond making up for yesterday's mess, it was Jieun—the one exception. Taeyang fooled around with other girls without batting an eye, but Jieun was different. To Ahyeon, who believed hers was the one true love, Jieun was the sole rival.
She didn't think she lost in looks, body, personality, or age... but that near-decade of living right next door? Impossible to ignore. Sure, kid Ahyeon had crashed at his place constantly too, but anxiety was anxiety.
Taeyang smiled wryly at her pouting, grumbling lips. "What? You don't want me meeting Jieun Noona?"
Ahyeon snapped to attention, waving her hands in panic. "N-No! Absolutely not! No way!"
It sounded like his usual light question, but she knew better. Back when her rebellion peaked and she went off the rails, she'd learned the hard way what happened crossing his line. Within those blurry boundaries, anything went—but break them, and he turned ice-cold. That was Taeyang in her mind.
"I'm just a little bummed, disappointed, jealous! That's it!"
"Right?"
Taeyang smiled again, pressing his lips to her nape and leaving a deep hickey. "I know it's tough. But try to get along."
"Y-Yeah... I never fought with Jieun Unnie or anything."
They'd been close as kids, but after realizing her feelings for Taeyang—and that he felt the same—things got awkward.
"Someday. It'll be fine again."
Jieun, being older, seemed to yield a step, letting Ahyeon have her share, so they'd reached a fragile peace.
Ahyeon buried her face in his chest, whispering love endlessly to chase away needless worries. "I love you... love you, Taeyang..."
He stroked her back in reply. "Yeah, me too."
*
After school, Taeyang spotted Jieun waiting outside his door and waved. "Why wait out here when you live right next door? I could've just called."
Her blank expression leaning against the hallway wall bloomed into a bright smile at his voice. "Nah, if I went home, Mom'd beat my ass."
She glanced back subtly. Same door design, but something ominous leaked from within.
"She was pissed. Freaked out when I said we were dating again."
"Fair enough. Speaking of date, where to...?"
Taeyang paused, scanning her outfit top to bottom with a smirk. Obvious without asking.
"Ballpark, huh."
"Don't like...?"
Jieun peeked at his reaction. His tastes leaned feminine, and baseball didn't seem his thing—she'd agonized over it.
Taeyang shook his head lightly. "Nah, just surprised."
He wasn't into spectator sports, but he didn't hate them. Way better than creepy dessert cafes or accessory shops men dragged women to.
"Don't hate it. Reservations done? Where'd you book seats?"
Local team on away game—not huge crowds, but still.
"Of course."
Grinning, she pulled two tickets from her pocket. "Back row."
Prime viewing would've been front, but for them, snacks mattered more.
"And..."
Jieun flashed her signature morning leer, scanning the empty hallway. Satisfied, she hiked her hem high. "Ta-da~ Check this out?"
First came her cute lower belly with a bit of softness, snowy navel, then toned abs and subtle breast curves. No panties in sight, of course. Just her pink nipples, already perky in anticipation.
"Hee hee."
Her smile deepened. The thick shirt paint hid any pokies perfectly. She dropped the hem and whispered huskily. "You get it... right? No need to say it."
Taeyang couldn't hold back his laugh. Hand in hand, they headed to the ballpark.